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[Intro:] |
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Yeah yeah, I'm fresh as ******* if you ask me, |
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I got the homies with me.. |
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[Hook:] |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dat, |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dats flashy |
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X3 |
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And I'm fresh as ******* if you ask me |
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All gold and I'm flashy |
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(hook x2) |
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[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright] |
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Yo, Jeremy Scotts or these thirteen (which one's?) |
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With the wings |
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But I'm fly like Jordan off that first string (can't decide) |
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Call me fresh prince, |
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With this flattop I'm gonna take you back |
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Retros with that face to match |
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Take a risk |
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Man I lace the kicks |
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Cuz' I walk on the crowd |
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Call it cloud surfing, |
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I'm the man out here (I'm the man out here) |
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Shoe game clean and ******* my gear |
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******* ******* |
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You a fan out here (you a fan out here) |
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You're a ******* with a lame |
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Baby stand right here (yeah) |
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Give it up to a new ******* |
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Kid ill, he a true spitter |
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Shoes ? with a nice round ass |
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See what i do wit'er (yeah yeah) |
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Let her get it, if shes back in two |
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Button up with a snapping clue (that's right) |
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Young ******* with a chest of tats |
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Get back |
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Fore' i kick you with the Patrick? |
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Can't stop and it won't stop |
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Give you wrap but you won't pop |
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Its a long shot |
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Dirty ******* you have no style |
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Low key, keep you in the wrong spot |
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Let the beat drop |
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Dre beats for the beep-bop |
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Good *******, I'm on a tree clock |
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I don't see hate |
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Make ways for the young boys |
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Gettin' rich its a good day |
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Good god, I'm |
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So fly i dont need help |
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We making moves, wear your seat belt |
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*******t finna get real |
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For the club |
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Because im getting hella love |
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And im just getting my feet wet |
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[Hook:] |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dat, |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dats flashy |
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X3 |
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And I'm fresh as ******* if you ask me |
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All gold and im flashy |
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(hook x2) |
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[Verse 2: Honey Cocaine] |
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Im fresh as ******* if you ask me, |
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(all gold and im flashy) |
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Come thru wearing like 6 chains, |
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Channel *******t from the 70s, |
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Your *******t wack, your *******t lame, |
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I'm *******ting all on the enemies, |
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Dem double c's, front *******t, |
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Rose gold piece, im a french ******* |
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Gold so soft you can bend it, |
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But this *******t so heavy, im dented, |
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Like god, damn, got white gold, |
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Got goldie gold, got 24 carat thats colby gold |
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We t-dye kids, |
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They know we cold, |
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Like , ugh, *******t, |
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You ain't no star, got no time, |
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You got no bars, you got no rhymes |
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And you wearing *******t i wore in 09', |
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How you feel when you late as *******, |
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Copy my style, gon' scape it up, |
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I be feeling like a milli when im waking up, |
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My main *******, |
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I ain't finished, ill shape you up (ugh), |
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You worry about looking like a 10, |
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You better worry about keeping it a hunnid, |
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All those clothes dont really mean *******t, |
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Cuz' the weak hoes get no lovin', |
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Been fresh then a *******, since 9th grade, |
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Show you how to ball, in 9 ways |
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The north side ******* be bad as *******, |
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Coolin' in some j's and ? |
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Prolly 80k on my ******* necklace, |
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While the g are the g, |
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******* show me respect. |
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[Hook:] |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dat, |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dats flashy |
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X3 |
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And I'm fresh as ******* if you ask me |
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All gold and im flashy |
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(hook x2) |
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[Verse 3 :Kid Ink] |
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Fresh as ******* i need a lifestyle, |
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Condom, my lifestyle, |
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Ain't common, just let me school you like mr.high tower |
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Higher then a concord, |
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Pair high top 11s on |
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*******s know im a fa*******on killa, |
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So you better have your weapon drawn, |
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The best dressed and i bet on it, |
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100k round my neck, golden |
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Less friends with more money, |
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Drivin' round like a crash dummy, |
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Young city boy and i know it, |
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Long as i can see the stance, |
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I got these naked and famous hoes, |
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Tryna get all in my pants (damn) |
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Fly up then pan & aim, |
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Always in beast mode, |
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But peter said no lamb skin, |
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Fake furs, no fake sneakers, |
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Im ballin in Balmain |
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Dress to kill by the grim reaper |
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Alumni snap, ******* Tisa |
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You *******s all dressed in *******-season, |
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I walk thru the sand in these jebron james southbeachers, |
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I dont give a damn i got two pairs,one without creases, |
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Wild'n'out for no reason, |
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Red bottoms on the red carpet, |
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Fa*******on for what i headstarted, the run way, |
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******* dont play |
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[Hook:] |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dat, |
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Now ******* dat, now ******* dats flashy |
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X3 |
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And I'm fresh as ******* if you ask me |
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All gold and im flashy |
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(hook x2) |